In the blink of an eye, the figures of Zhou Dongfei and the Divine Court High Priest appeared simultaneously from the void.
Wang Junze's gaze instinctively fell on the High Priest.
The High Priest was clad in a black robe, holding a silver staff, with silver hair, resembling an ordinary old man. Yet his eyes carried a clarity and wisdom born from witnessing the vicissitudes of life.
What's more peculiar was that despite no aura emanating from him, one would involuntarily feel a divine presence worthy of immediate worship.
"Sect Leader Zhou, it's been twenty years since we last met. I did not expect to see you again in my lifetime."
The High Priest spoke softly, looking up.
"Haha, twenty years ago, you were saying you wouldn't live much longer, yet here you are, as charismatic as ever!"
Zhou Dongfei laughed casually and answered, "So, are we to have a fight?"
"There is no need for a fight!"
